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“ What was it all? There was a life so different from what he knew it. What was there outside knowledge, how much? What was this that he had touched? What was he in this new influence? What did everything mean? Where was life, in that which he knew or all outside him?

— D.H. Lawrence, The Rainbow. (via afragmentoftheday)

“ To survive, you must tell stories.

— Umberto Eco, The Island of the Day Before (via saisonlune)

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the-undirected:

Short Story Poster / Klaus Ernflo.

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fuckyeahbookarts:

Handmade paper dresses made from recycled vintage maps :)

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100booksin2012:

#9 of 100 Books in 2012 - Flour Babies

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beastcrawl:

tiny books

ancientfaces:

Walt Whitman & the Williams Family

Walt Whitman in 1888 sitting among the Williams family. I am not sure why Mrs. Francis Howard Williams’ face is scratched out. [ Source Walt Whitman & the Williams Family ]

“ Strange how few, after all’s said and done, the things that are of moment. Few indeed! When I can make of ten small words a rope to hang the world! “I had you and I have you now no more.

— Edna St. Vincent Millay (via grammarofgrief)

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“ .Give me a world, you have taken the world I was.

— Anne Carson, from “Tag” (adapted from semperaugustus) (via awritersruminations)

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i12bent:

“As a young child I wanted to be a writer because writers were rich and famous. They lounged around Singapore and Rangoon smoking opium in a yellow pongee silk suit. They sniffed cocaine in Mayfair and they penetrated forbidden swamps with a faithful native boy and lived in the native quarter of Tangier smoking hashish and languidly caressing a pet gazelle.” ― William S. Burroughs, The Adding Machine: Selected Essays

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crownpublishing:

“Substitute “damn” every time you’re inclined to write “very;” your editor will delete it and the writing will be just as it should be.”

—Mark Twain

~~Very~~ ~~Damn~~ Good advice!

» Bismarck’s Voice Among Restored Edison Recordings

infoneer-pulse:

Tucked away for decades in a cabinet in Thomas Edison’s laboratory, just behind the cot in which the great inventor napped, a trove of wax cylinder phonograph records has been brought back to life after more than a century of silence.

The cylinders, from 1889 and 1890, include the only known recording of the voice of the powerful chancellor Otto von Bismarck. Two preserve the voice of Helmuth von Moltke, a venerable German military strategist, reciting lines from Shakespeare and from Goethe’s “Faust” into a phonograph horn. (Moltke was 89 when he made the recordings — the only ones known to survive from someone born as early as 1800.) Other records found in the collection hold musical treasures — lieder and rhapsodies performed by German and Hungarian singers and pianists at the apex of the Romantic era, including what is thought to be the first recording of a work by Chopin.

Officials at Edison’s old laboratory in West Orange, N.J., now the Thomas Edison National Historical Park, unveiled the newly identified recordings on Monday.

» via The New York Times (Subscription may be required for some content)

thelibrarianontherun:

Three Women - part of the Lesbian Pulp Novel collection, at the Beinecke Rare Book and Manuscript Library, Yale University